Author: Matt

  • At 69

    Yesterday was my birthday. I am so clotted with feelings about the age I am I will leave it be for a moment. Jane treated me for the day on the Strip. Vegas is in a valley surrounded by mountains. The mountains, from the distance, strike me as “false,” in…

  • Who Is Alice?

    Dear Alice, how do you know about the Miller Analogy Test I took in 1966?  Please identify yourself. And please do not write in French. English is my mother tongue. Other than Moliere perhaps, no one equals Shakespeare, a gift from friendly aliens. I promise not to respond in early Mayan.

  • We Are Mastering Adversity

    A series of calamities, small  letter “c,” have befallen us, as we Lewis and Clark Nevada; we are now sleeping off the floor, the window blinds are all in, the new couch was delivered and almost damaged in the house (!), delivered by klutz and putz. While this goes on, we make merry…

  • Comes The Dawn

    By tomorrow we will be sleeping in our bed. Furniture will be roughly situated. Painting, prints and photos to be assigned their places. Some physical semblance of order will take shape. Internally there is no real order now as the rhythm of writing and thinking has been jarred loose from…